The Collected Letters, Volume 20

Only a word of salutation to thee, dear little Child,—the best good-day, if I could give it!— This Letter must be an acknowledgement
of Cromwell, I suppose:—be not sad, my Dearest; not sad,—this world is earnest and divine, not sad. My poor little Jeanny, Jeany!—

Yesternight came Bölte;1 came the Willises,2 unspeakable in weariness! I had lain down for afterdinner nap, and they staid till near ten. I left my Index at Putnam's;—I am full of tagraggeries.

1. Amalie Bölte wrote to Varnhagen, 13 July, that she had recently visited with TC in his garden in Cheyne Row. Being inordinately interested in Germany, he asked: “What
news from Germany! How is Mr. Varnhagen?” The second edn. of Cromwell completed, “It would not surprise me,” she said, “if he were now to undertake a life of Frederick the Great … ” (Böltes Briefe an Varnhagen 38; trans.).